When it appears, it means the battle has come to an end.

This is the end designated by the Small World Game Console.

"The most active mercenary organization in Europe, Solitaire. After the resurrection of spiritual energy, it has assassinated many awakened people and destroyed the extraordinary organizations of small countries. It has a bad reputation but its business is endless..."

Yu Kuangtu seemed to have looked up some information when he came, and he said loudly: "But Xuan Country is not Europe. Do you think those stupid strategies of luring the tiger away from the mountain will work on us!?"

"Red face, green clothes, huge paintbrush... You must be the card assassin Monet who killed the first awakeners of Luxembourg and Monaco."

Yu Kuangtu's hands were ablaze with flames, and his eyes seemed to be filled with the frenzy of battle: "Then let me see the strength of the top extraordinary people in Europe!"

Although Yu Kuangtu spoke a lot very enthusiastically, the assassins ignored him - perhaps they could not understand Yu Kuangtu's Mandarin with an accent.

Monet snorted coldly and looked outside as more and more countermeasure monks poured in. The sirens outside were getting louder and closer, and he knew that this assassination attempt had completely failed.

There were many variables from the very beginning. Theoretically, Yuffie should not stick to Kallen at the banquet, but after they completed their deployment, Yuffie hugged Kallen, causing the sniper attack to fail.

Later, the Asgardian killer appeared, and then Stirley appeared... When Monet thought of Stirley, his balls hurt. Solitaire had clearly sent a team of Spades to hunt him down, but not only did Stirley not die, but even those Spade killers had the bombs in their bodies defused by Stirley, causing Solitaire to lose a team of extraordinary combat power.

Originally Monet was happy to see this happen, after all, it was none of his business, but he didn't expect that this incident would lead to Stirling coming to make trouble, which became the last straw that broke the camel's back and completely crushed the last glimmer of hope for success!

What happened between Sterling and the Spade Team? Why did they suddenly reach a deal in New York? Why did the thirteen card assassins choose to rebel and start a new life at the same time?

These doubts flashed through Monet's mind, but the answers were no longer relevant at the moment.

The assassins immediately threw out several smoke bombs to block the view, and then Monet called out in a low voice, and the assassins who were still alive and able to move immediately gathered around him.

He swung his paintbrush in the smoke, and the dark ink on it instantly turned into sky-blue paint. He slammed the paintbrush down on the ground, and the sky-blue paint instantly spread out, clinging to everyone's feet, forming small blue wings on their ankles.

"Let each one take his fate (French)!"

With a few loud bangs, all the assassins stepped at a speed fast enough to leave afterimages and escaped directly through the window.

When the smoke cleared, the assassins had disappeared, and all that was left on the ground were their bodies. Some of them were seriously injured but not dead yet, having been stabbed in the smoke.

"A bunch of rats... go meet up with Li Dan and catch them!" Yu Kuangtu ordered loudly, "Notify the ambulance behind to come over and treat the wounded!"

Yu Kuangtu stopped in the center of the banquet hall, and so did the other monks who were trying to come up with the strategy.

At this time, the monks who had just fought side by side with the Asgardian killer also lowered their hands and silently looked at this man from the Asgardian who had an extraordinary origin and appeared and disappeared like a ghost.

This is the moment when they are closest to that mysterious organization that is elusive, transcends the world, and dominates all life.

"Asgard Killer, I'll call you that." Yu Kuangtu said, "Are you interested in talking to us?"

The Asgardian Killer shook his head: "There will be a chance in the future."

He turned his head and looked around, smiling and nodding to the people who fought alongside him, then looked at Yufei and said, "I'm leaving. I look forward to our next conversation."

Everyone thought he was talking to Yufei and Kallen, but Ren Suo kept yelling in his heart: "No, I won't come looking for you again!"

"Why? Isn't it nice to have friends from afar? Talk to me more. After all, there is always a teacher among three people. You can learn a lot of useful things from me. As a young comrade, you should not be ashamed to ask questions..."

Ren Suo: "I'm sorry, I'm not very good at Chinese, so I can't understand the classical Chinese and ancient poetry you're talking about!"

"It's okay. I can explain. 'It's a pleasure to talk to a friend from afar' means that when you know a very handsome and talented friend is coming, you should prepare good food, drinks and fun to entertain him, and chat with him for more than 12 hours..."

Ren Suo: "Alright, hurry up and leave. Remember not to get caught."

"What's the point? When the fake is made real, the real becomes fake; when the real is made fake, the fake becomes real. I am the Asgard Killer, an unknown killer from Asgard. I'm leaving now. I look forward to building your Asgard soon."

Ren Suo and the Asgardian Killer exchanged words in a flash. The Asgardian Killer simply glanced at him and suddenly asked, "Do you have any cigarettes?"

Everyone was stunned. Yuan Chu, who was resting nearby, came over immediately and took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms and gave it to him. The Asgardian killer shook his head slightly, took out a cigarette from it, and then lit the cigarette butt with fire coming out of his fingertips.

During this process, the countermeasure monk did not make any move. When Yu Kuangtu communicated with Ren Suo, he knew that this Asgardian killer was no longer the same as before. He possessed abilities such as teleportation, rapid movement, and turning his bare hands into swords, not to mention his light-speed reflexes and the ability to hit the target every time.

If a fight broke out, even if they had guns and the Asgard killer was unarmed and alone, Yu Kuangtu didn't think they could kill him - those who just now thought that the Asgard killer was alone and therefore easy to kill were now lying on the ground waiting to be turned into fertilizer.

The Asgardian Killer took a puff, then pressed the cigarette butt against the ice wall to extinguish it, and threw it far away, towards the only trash can in the corner of the banquet hall that was not broken.

"Then I'll go back to Asgard. Goodbye."

When the cigarette butt fell into the trash can, the Asgardian killer's figure completely disappeared without a trace.

"There are wounded here!"

"See if these attackers are still alive. If they are, save them. If they are not, do not damage their bodies and hand them over to the forensic department!"

"Search the surrounding area carefully. There may be attackers hiding nearby! Open all the doors and check!"

After the attack was over, the next step was naturally to finish off the work. After Kallen realized that it was safe now, she removed the security barrier. The surviving British superhumans hurried over to check on Yufei and Kallen, and Ren Suo was naturally squeezed out.

Now he is not affected by the power of the small world game machine, but now is also the time for him to show his skills - it is time to fulfill his duty as a healing monk.

"Cheng Ling, are you hurt? Your hands are covered in blood."

Dong Chengling was taking a rest and wiping his ears with a handkerchief. Seeing Ren Suo coming to find him, he shook his head slightly: "It's okay, the blood belongs to someone else. But you, are you okay? Your face is pale."

"If you're not fighting on the front lines, you'll have to contribute in the logistics field." Ren Suo smiled, "Then I'll go treat others first. If you have any problems in the future, remember to tell me."

Dong Chengling hummed and asked, "In the future? At any time?"

Ren Suo was slightly startled, then smiled and said, "Of course, I can't do anything about your past injuries, but if you get hurt in the future, feel free to come find me."

"Okay." Dong Chengling smiled and replied with a single word.

Ren Suo's heart moved, and he felt that the bond had been improved, but now was not the time to check the bond, so he went to find the next patient.

However, Ren Suo would of course give priority to finding someone he had a good relationship with. When he saw Qiao Muyi treating other monks, he went over and asked, "Do you want my help?"

"Help me seal his wound." Qiao Muyi looked serious, his hands emitting a faint green light, pressing on the abdominal wound of a young strategist.

Using the "surgical thread", Ren Suo took a while to stop the bleeding of the young countermeasure monk, and asked casually: "Why did you also learn "healing"? Aren't there any healing monks in the bureau?"

Ren Suo immediately recognized that Qiao Muyi was using the second-level spell "Healing" just now, and felt strange in his heart - Qiao Muyi had already cast many spells in the battle just now, and now she learned "Healing". She spent so much time on spells?

Cultivation is the foundation, spells are the means, no matter how powerful the means are, they still need fundamental support, because all cultivators have a basic consensus: it is enough to learn a few practical spells, and spending more time on cultivation is the right thing to do.

It is indeed rare to find someone like Qiao Muyi who is proficient in multiple spells.

"I never rely on others." Qiao Muyi said, wiping the sweat from his eyebrows with the back of his clean hand.

"But aren't you relying on me now?" Ren Suo smiled.

Qiao Muyi's tone stagnated, and he snorted coldly: "There will always be a time when you can't rely on others... Nothing can accompany you forever, only yourself."

"Then why don't you just stop feeling lonely?" Ren Suo helped treat the other wounds on the young monk's body and said, "If you feel that you can't solve this problem, then don't let it happen. For example, if you feel that raising a child is too difficult, then just don't fall in love..."

"This world is not what you want it to be..." Qiao Muyi shook her head gently and suddenly asked, "If I become a criminal and ask you to treat me, would you be willing?"

"You? A criminal?" Ren Suo thought for a moment and said, "It depends on the situation."

"Oh? You want to use your underdeveloped brain to judge whether I am a criminal?" Qiao Muyi sneered: "Are you overestimating yourself?"

Ren Suo's face was dark: "No!"

"Okay, okay, you don't overestimate yourself." Qiao Muyi said perfunctorily, but Ren Suo continued: "If it were me, I would probably ask you directly whether you are innocent."

Qiao Muyi was slightly startled: "What if I say yes? What if everyone else tells you no?"

"If you say it's me, I'll believe you." After treating the young monk, Ren Suo stood up and said, "As for the others, I don't know them well."

"Qiao Muyi, you are a very strange person. You are full of malice but also have good intentions. Just now, you were paying attention to Cheng Ling almost all the time during the battle. After all, it was Cheng Ling's first time to participate in a battle. If it weren't for your help, she would probably have been injured." Ren Suo smiled and said:

"I believe in my judgment of people. If you really come to me when you are desperate, I will also trust you and close my eyes and ears."

Of course, I have to install the "** Detection" first to see if you will cut me, Ren Suo thought.

"That sounds nice." Qiao Muyi snorted twice, turned and walked towards another monk who was looking for countermeasures.

Ren Suo's heart moved, and he found that the bond had been improved again.

Wow, it turns out that after experiencing a major event, the bond can be rapidly improved!

Ren Suo turned around happily and saw Bai Ji behind him.

"I'm hurt." Bai Ji said seriously.

"..." Ren Suo patted his chest and abdomen, "Where are you injured?"

"Spirit." Bai Ji told a perfect lie: "An assassin used a mental attack to hurt me."

“But you look pretty energetic!”

"That's because I'm enduring...ah...I feel a little uncomfortable, maybe I need a little warmth..."

Bai Ji squatted down in pain, looking pitiful, helpless, and damn handsome, so Ren Suo shouted, "Teacher Bai is in pain, I want someone to hug me and comfort me!"

"What!?"

Several female monks who were also helping to treat the wounded were shocked and quickly finished their work and came over. Ren Suo looked at the stunned Bai Ji, touched his head, and said, "I don't know how to treat the spirit, let the young lady come to help."

After saying that, Ren Suo slipped away, and then Bai Ji was quickly entangled by several female monks. However, he was not disappointed and continued to squat. He touched his head with his right hand to feel the remaining temperature on it, and suddenly a sweet smile like a big apple appeared on his face, which instantly made the female monk in front of him feel as if millions of deer were running around in their hearts.

Ren Suo, who was treating the wounded, had an idea and found that the bond had been improved again, so he turned his head to look at Bai Ji, thinking that the bond between men was so easy to improve, even though he had done nothing.

"Hey, hey, hey, hurry up and use your "pain relief", I'm in pain!"

Ren Suo looked at Zhao Huo's wound and said, "Do you still need pain relief? Just seal the surgical stitches and let him recover on his own. Using too many healing spells is not good for your body."

“It hurts!”

"Pain is a good thing. If it doesn't hurt, it means you are disabled."

Ren Suo was not lying. Healing spells were essentially still about strengthening cell division. Using them too much was not a good thing. If it did not affect your life, slowly recovering was the best option.

Besides, he has to save his spiritual energy to treat other people. Zhao Huo, you should slowly heal from this minor injury on your own.

There were many injured people in the banquet hall, but with Ren Suo and the healing monks brought by the Countermeasures Bureau, they were able to handle the situation and basically save them from life-threatening danger. Many of them even recovered on the spot. After being treated, the seriously injured were taken to the city’s large hospitals by ambulance for more comprehensive treatment.

More than an hour passed in total, and by the time Ren Suo was so tired that his spiritual energy was almost exhausted, he had finally treated the wounded.

"Everyone, please go home first. The Countermeasures Bureau will temporarily take over the school's security work. If you encounter criminals, make noise immediately and the countermeasures personnel will respond quickly."

"Don't spread what happened today. Wait until the school, the Countermeasures Bureau, and the British side have finished discussing it before we can come to a conclusion. Before that, everything you say is suspected of leaking state secrets. Everyone understands this, so I won't say much."

"Issues such as compensation and pensions will be resolved as soon as possible. Everyone can rest assured that the school will definitely handle this issue well."

Yuan Chu, with his shoulder bandaged, spoke to the teachers with his arms flexed. Although his manners were no longer as refined, the teachers respected him more - Yuan Chu had just taken the risk of being sniped and participated in the battle, and for this alone, he deserved their respect.

Not to mention that Yuan Chu didn’t wear a top, even if Yuan Chu wore women’s clothes, he would still be a respectable vice-principal!

However, Ren Suo was exhausted. He had never tried to treat so many people in a short period of time. He had spent a lot of energy treating Kallen before. Now that he heard that he could leave, he sat in the chair without moving.

Zhao Huo and others who came to look for him saw that he was so lazy. Zhao Huo just said "Hey, brother, you can't do this. Your body is so weak. Eat some leeks to replenish it."

The other three people who wanted to come over and help Ren Suo up stopped immediately.

"Hmm? Ah, we can go now." Ren Suo yawned and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, where's You Fei?"

"Don't think about it. He has already left under the protection of the British superhumans. Would he stay here just to wait for you?" Zhao Huo said with a smile.

"oh……"

Ren Suo glanced at Zhao Huo and thought that it would not be so easy to cling to the thighs of a rich and beautiful woman like this guy...

However, he did not have many regrets. He was half asleep and half awake, and was carried by Zhao Huo to leave with Qiao Muyi, Dong Chengling and Bai Ji.

Bai Ji lived in the dormitory area on the other side, and Qiao Muyi was going back to the city, so they separated soon. When Zhao Huo carried Ren Suo and Dong Chengling back to the dormitory building, they saw Ren Xingmei squatting downstairs waiting.

Seeing them coming, Ren Xingmei immediately ran over and touched Ren Suo's face, with a trembling voice: "My brother, what's wrong with my brother?"

"We have tried our best..." Zhao Huo said with a sad face. Before the tears in Ren Xingmei's eyes could flow out, Dong Chengling slashed the back of his neck fiercely, and he was so scared that he thought he was going to die.

"Your brother is just tired, help him go back and rest." Dong Chengling gently woke Ren Suo up. Ren Suo muttered something, but when he saw his sister in front of him, he didn't even bother to say anything. He turned his sister around, then hooked his arm around her neck and said, "Let's go."

Ren Xingmei quickly thanked the two of them, then helped her brother into the elevator and went home.

After returning home, Ren Suo seemed to have finally recovered some energy. He forced himself to take a shower and change clothes, then quickly went to bed and lay down.

"Brother, I'm staying here today!"

“Hmmmm…” Ren Suo muttered and slowly closed his eyes.

It's finally over.

He summoned the Asgardian assassin, fought off the assassin, and protected Kallen.

Then I went on to receive continuous treatment for more than an hour, and my qi had dried up and turned into cracked earth.

I did it, and I have no regrets in my life!

Then let me sleep well.

When you wake up tomorrow, everything will be fine.

Well, don’t sleep too long tomorrow, get up at noon.

The activity of the cerebral cortex gradually decreased. At this time, Ren Suo felt as if he had forgotten something, but...

Let’s talk about it when we get up tomorrow.